"So dad, how did you and mom meet?"

Draken chuckled.

Hearing what was said, you stopped doing the dishes and ran to the living room, trying to stop Draken. But he grabbed you gently by the waist and plopped you on his lap.

"You're mom bumped into me and the first thing she did was curse. She said, 'Damn you're tall!'

Your son giggled. "No way. But mom doesn't curse!"

You laughed sheepishly. "Not anymore, hon"

You then pecked Draken on the lips and hugged your son.

You got up. "Who's hungry?"

The father and son echoed, "We are madam!"

"All right then!"